Genesis of A Course in Life

A Course in Life: what is it? Let’s start at the beginning…
A Course in Life was born through my death. I grew up in hell. Growing up in hell produce hell within. Hell within produces hell without. My body became deathly ill. I did die. The doctors could not help me, only offered comfort while I was in my death process. Like the Phoenix I rose from the dead.
Dead? Yes, dead. My body died, literally. What y’all must eventually and inevitably go through I did. Three times in fact: room temperature.
The death I experienced outside, physical death, was nothing compared to the death I experienced inside. I went through every imaginable mental and emotional pain, trauma, damage, challenge, darkness, hopelessness, just one pit of hell after another. Mental health professionals were clueless. Their only answers were “therapy”, an abomination, and pharmaceutical lobotomy.
A voice came to me. It was still and silent, but it was as loud as standing next to a raging locomotive. It told me I was to live. I was to live more than ever had. And through my reclamation I was to learn the real meaning of life.
I was led to everything I needed. Every perfect person. Book. Place. Thing. It was as if I was being carried by an invisible hand. It always knew where to lead me.
I began to experience healing. My body started to transmogrify. My mind started to open. My brain started to heal. Miracles were happening, literally. I do mean literal miracles. And I learned that miracles were normal, and not-miracles were not normal; that alone was a miracle.
Sure, the physical pain was still there. The fear was still there. The mental issues held on. The emotional damage fought for its life. Yet, slowly, they were all slowly becoming gossamer.
I was drinking my ass off. Experimenting with drugs. Fighting. Getting arrested. Getting thrown out of college. I was programmed as a child to become a lawyer, so somehow, I squirreled my way into law school. I didn’t know what I was doing there. I didn’t want to be there. I liked my friends, my drinking buddies. We weren’t “one of them”, the typical law school nerds. We were the rat pack of law school. We didn’t openly cheat, but we found ways.
Later, I realized that God put me through law school so I could garner the required tools to teach A Course in Life from above. Without law school A Course in Life never would’ve been. And I never would’ve gone on the initial 15 year run teaching many a better way, a better course through life, through A Course in Life.
At the time of this writing, it was 10 years ago that “the Angels” put me to sleep. One day I was teaching A Course in Life. The next day I was not. I simply don’t remember it happening. Something supernatural occurred. I don’t remember when, how, why. I just fell asleep. It was like a drunk blackout. I have literally experienced drunk blackouts. If you have you understand what I’m saying. If you have not, then you may not fully understand. Maybe you had had an operation where you were knocked out, awoke, did not remember thing, yet woke up missing an organ, or whatever. That’s comparable enough. That’s what happened to me. The “doctors” knocked me out, and the “organ” that was my life, A Course in Life, was gone.
I did not know why the course was shut down. I do know that I didn’t do it. Just as I knew I didn’t start it. The “big guns” knew better. They knew it was time to put it down, at least for now. I followed them. I had and have no choice.
I didn’t choose this. It chose me. I did not choose to teach. Frankly, I would rather sit drinking tequila, in a log cabin, deep in the woods, surrounded by animals, looking at my beautiful The Tornado (my alleged wife). I cannot even honestly say that I truly like people. On the surface most people frankly suck. That’s the truth. Sure, there are many good people. But even then, they’re all insane. Insanity is not a bad thing. It has nothing to do with mental insanity, or the remembrance of somebody saying “you’re flocking insane”. It just simply means that our mind, on a deep level, has forgotten that God is all. That God has no opposite. That we could never leave what is all. We can never separate from what is all. That this “world” is an impossibility because it, and all its finiteness, sickness, suffering, death, teal, and God could not coexist. Metaphysics 101. It sounds insane. It is not; the opposite is insane. The insane mind hears sanity as insanity, and transforms insanity into what it thinks is sane, because the insane mind is insane. What did I just say? Go back, read it again, but, critically, read it with Spirit, or your ego will muddle it up again.
I knew I could be free. I just didn’t know how free. I knew that I could help others to be free. I just didn’t know how free they could be. When it dawned on me, when I experienced moments of total freedom, I realized that freedom was normal, and not-freedom was not normal. That was one of the reasons that I overcame my resistance to teaching.
I knew I could be free. I just didn’t know how free. I knew that I could help others to be free. I just didn’t know how free they could be. When it dawned on me, when I experienced moments of total freedom, I realized that freedom was normal, and not-freedom was not normal. That was one of the reasons that I overcame my resistance to teaching.
The name “A Course in Life” came to me in a dream. The course first “went public” in my father’s living room. See, I was teaching my cousin how to lose weight. She lost 125 pounds or so, quickly, and easily. She said she had other friends at her office who were amazed at her weight loss, and they wanted to meet me. She asked me if I would teach them. I had no idea what I was doing, but I agreed. We met. I stood up and talked. At the end everybody was crying and laughing and hugging and whatever. And thus, was born the public formation of A Course in Life.
There were four chiropractors, and their spouses, who were going to sell their practices, their homes, everything, when they discovered this course, and understood the enormity, the divinity of it. We started to put it out in hotel lecture halls, and it exploded. Then the four chiropractors wanted to “own me”. I knew that I did not even own A Course in Life so how could I possibly let them own me, and thereby own it; so, I walked away. I would’ve been fast tracked into the “Tony Robbins” neighborhood. Instead, I took a very long hard journey, scratching, and clawing, to get people to know that something out of the ordinary had happened, that A Course in Life was deliverance, in a sense. Deliverance from evil. Evil in any form.
Indeed, A Course in Life is deliverance from evil. What is evil? Anything that is perceptively not God is evil. God is perfect physical health. God is perfect mental health. God is perfect spiritual peace. That’s the Truth.
A Course in Life is built on some core principles…
We all resistant to change. The Angels gifted me to be the most resistant of all. I didn’t learn anything to teach. I simply learned to simply stay alive. I learned to keep my sanity. I learned to keep myself out of hell. I never read anything to help someone else. All I did and do is share my journey. That’s what A Course in Life is. It is sort of a biography of perhaps the most damned being of all time, inflicted purposely by the Angels with every possible physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual imposition possible, to the worst degree. And this course is the story of how this inflicted man dug his way out of these abundant deep dark hellacious holes.
I had to learn how to overcome my own resistance. So, the angels told me that anything could be accomplished, if done one step at a time. Hence, A Course in Life had to be long. It told me make it three months long. I thought that was insane, but I was listening, and following. It said once a week was all anyone could digest, (pun intended). It told me to tell others that it should be done slowly insofar incorporating it only three days a week at first. Then four days a week. Then five. Then six. But never going to a full seven days for that day is the celebration day. The venting day. The day off. God worked for six days, and went fishing, with a cold one, on the seventh. If we do everything right six days a week the seventh day will be subsumed by all that rightness. And then we will stay on track. Resistance will never come back. We are thusly permanently changed.
A Course in Life teaches new habits. New habits of eating, thinking, feeling, emoting, and spiritualizing. We are what we do. We do what we are. Our habits create our destiny. Anyone can want to change. Doing what is necessary to change is a whole different gig. If it was easy to change, everybody would be perfectly healthy, happy, rich, have everything they ever wanted and more. Reality is that 99% of people have 1% of the aforementioned.
It came to me, through Spirit, that I had taken on an immense responsibility: to teach. I knew that by leading people through teaching that I could lead them to darkness, or to light. I knew I could lead people to suffering, or to well-being. I knew I could lead people literally to death, or to life. It felt like being a demigod. I was playing God. I knew if I did not let God lead that I would misuse this power. So, I made sure that every single thing I ever said in any way was as much as possible the truth. That just felt so right.
So, I became a teacher of Truth. No easy thing to bear. People don’t like the truth. Nobody does. Only the exceptional few. And, usually that’s only because they’re facing death, whether literal, or figurative. Even then, most are still mightily resistant to it. I knew I was in for a rough ride. And it was. Now that I’m back, I’m bracing for impact; I know it’s coming.
I did not even understand, never mind know, what all this “body mind spirit” claptrap is all about. Every time I hear that expression I literally want to puke. I especially want to puke on those who misuse it. I’m talking about those “teachers”. Almost every one of them is clueless. There leading people astray. Doing horrendous ineffable damage. They know not what they do. It’s not their fault. And is not the fault of their “students”, also who know not better. I do know, however, that I became, and am, “the adult in the room”. I mean in the “room” as in amongst all the “teachers” in the world. I know that sounds insane. I agree. I wanted nothing to do with it, and, still, to some degree, want nothing to do with it. Go right ahead and think what you wish. Throw your slings and arrows. Do me a favor and take me out of this. I really don’t want it. Why was chosen? I don’t know. Ten why do I undertake this “job”? Because: Sometimes you just have to do what you are told.
I do however know that what I am saying is the truth. I do know that when I speak Truth comes out of me. If you truly listen to me, truly, you will agree. It has nothing to do with “me”. I am not relevant. It’s the “message”. It’s being given to you, and me. When I teach, I learn more than anyone. This “mission”, (another word that makes me want to vomit), is about us sharing together the Truth, biting into the Truth, digesting the Truth, and then becoming the Truth.
This “mission”, will not be finished until every single person is in Heaven, of this world but not of it, here and now. A lofty goal. Yes. Achievable? I honestly don’t know. All I know is I’m being told do not stop until it is done. So, I forage on.
At the time of this writing A Course in Life, in its 10-year dormancy, is not yet ready for public dissemination. It needs to be recorded. The funds are not here right now. If you have money this is the place it should go. You give to charities? There is no greater charity than this one. This course can turn the whole world around. Want to volunteer? Help out? Jump in. I cannot do this alone. But, I will if I must, or I will die trying. (OOPS, already been there, 3 times).
I am not by any means a “conventional teacher”. I am quirky, unconventional, rough, raw, raucous, humorous, sexual, out-of-control, feral, I don’t give a shit, I am faulted and bent, and at any moment I would rather be having sex (with “The Tornado”) and getting drunk on tequila. I think you’ll enjoy, as those in the past did, the realness of who I am, and what I say. Sounds like a lot of ego. It’s not. It’s just the truth. My truth.
Buy this course. Take this course.
Or engage me in private mentoring.
Do I want your money? Yes and no. I learned a lot of lessons over the 15- year run when the course was taught live. I learned that people are insane. And when Bibles and other sources said that the love of money was the root of all evil, they were spot on. Dead on. There is more addiction to money than anything. It drives people insane. Literally insane. Trust me when I tell you that money is flocking with you as you read this.
So how much is this three-month course? At the time of this writing, I don’t know. I do know that Spirit is telling me to cut it out with the martyr thing, that I am now to share with myself the blessings this course shines on all of us. That I’m allowed to be compensated. I can also drink from the holy water. What a relief. What a beautiful feeling. Finally, I’m freed from all the damage that came from my childhood wherein my father feverishly tried to buy his way out of his own guilt and shame with all the dirty money. What terrible damage it did to me. I could not take money. I didn’t want to. My aversion to money is not fully healed. But I will take your money, now. And if you have a lot of it, and want to give me a whole bunch at once, so we can help a lot more people for a lot less, then hand it over.
Private mentoring is $350 per hour. If you are not cash-flush. It is $500 per session if you are well-off. It is $1500 per hour if you are well-heeled and want mentoring, plus wish to “make a donation” simultaneously.
I’ll see you in the course. It is going to get real, real fast. We, together, are going on a journey, to embark on a new course, A Course in Life.
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